<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750948516784222452</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:21:19.354-08:00</updated><category term='rental'/><category term='real estate investment'/><category term='shitty car'/><category term='MLX'/><category term='offer accepted'/><category term='i'/><title type='text'>One day at a time</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog represents my journey to find myself. I hope to look back on each anniversary and find obvious growth.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12853548646979553776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750948516784222452.post-3453999046369979657</id><published>2008-09-07T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T19:10:23.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont count your chickens even when your egg hatches.</title><content type='html'>ok, so things didnt quite work out with the job thing.  to make a horrible long story short, the company decided to put a freeze on all postions for an unspecified amount of time.  great. no, im not depressed.  Im just broke and I feel like a complete idiot failure because I question everything that I have done.  I only went to college, obtained two degrees, have never been in trouble, am willing to work as hard as I possibly can. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check this out.  something else huh? Bristol Palins Baby daddy? &lt;br /&gt;Fox news I so dare you to report this "allegation"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VELIG92GDXw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VELIG92GDXw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda believe him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750948516784222452-3453999046369979657?l=floridaflipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/feeds/3453999046369979657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2750948516784222452&amp;postID=3453999046369979657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/3453999046369979657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/3453999046369979657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/2008/09/dont-count-your-chickens-even-when-your.html' title='Dont count your chickens even when your egg hatches.'/><author><name>Serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12853548646979553776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750948516784222452.post-5253214641795271290</id><published>2008-08-30T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T15:58:36.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I gotta JOB</title><content type='html'>WOOOOWWW! how hard was it for a college graduate with experience to find a job?  extremely.  I have been looking since June 4th, rejection after rejection.  Its amazing how much others have control over your life.  I went on one interview and th feedback was that I just didnt seem to desire the job and that my ownership skills would give me problems working in a team enviornment. wtf? anyhow, never once did these psuedo psychiatrist ever think that this person is on the brink of financial disaster,is having major personal issues at home and is putting her best foot forward, nope, they saw someone who was withdrawn and overqualified.  well screw you people. if i could remember your freakin names i would post them. ok. there goes my ranting and raving for the moment. now i will take the rest of this post to thank my lucky stars and GOD for making this possible.  Next post im gonna list a few of my goals for the rest of the year.&lt;br /&gt;over and out and blessed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swms&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750948516784222452-5253214641795271290?l=floridaflipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/feeds/5253214641795271290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2750948516784222452&amp;postID=5253214641795271290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/5253214641795271290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/5253214641795271290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-gotta-job.html' title='I gotta JOB'/><author><name>Serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12853548646979553776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750948516784222452.post-8871387409900623470</id><published>2008-08-03T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T17:52:26.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Family Reunion</title><content type='html'>Well this past weekend my grandmothers family had a family reunion. I must say, I quite enjoyed myself.  Im going to upload some pics if anyone sends them to me.  Im a bit ashamed of myself that I dont know all of my local cousins who are my age that have just as high of aspirations as myself.  we could really have a good time together.  When my financial situation improves I would like to have some sort of get together. But not a get together for nothing, it has to be about something.  One of my cousins suggested a political party which is a really cool idea, but since I know my other cousins through the reunions every two years I may have to tweak that a bit, I dont know, maybe some kind of family networking party where we find out what everyone is doing and see if we can all help one another achieve our goals, whether its a job referral, business guidance, school help etc.   I dont know, Im just over being around people who are about nothing and it was a great comfort to see that I had people close in age and proximity to me that I can spend some quality time with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is little extra paragraph is just off subject for this post but I dont care.  I absolutely am the luckiest girl in the world when it comes to having the best mate possible.  I know my luck has been down lately but God absolutely blessed me with a man who has made me a better person, and what more can you really ask for from a person? I see myself and the world in a completely different light and this coming september we will have spent FIVE YEARS!!! together.  No plans for marriage, I wouldnt dare  look to marry such a wonderful man unless I can make his life half as good as he has made mine.  A lot of women dont understand how to have a relationship and how to make them work.  Its not easy and you really have to understand the person, yourself and get ready for this, your ROLE.  Thats right, everyone must play a role in everything you do in life and if you accept it at work or school, why not accept and respect your role toward the person you love.  If the role that you find yourself playing in your relationship dosent suit you, then leave. quite simple, yet so complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and im obsessed with Big Brother!!   send jessie home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750948516784222452-8871387409900623470?l=floridaflipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/feeds/8871387409900623470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2750948516784222452&amp;postID=8871387409900623470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/8871387409900623470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/8871387409900623470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/2008/08/family-reunion.html' title='A Family Reunion'/><author><name>Serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12853548646979553776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750948516784222452.post-6278457289271190007</id><published>2008-07-31T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T08:43:00.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Singing in the rain</title><content type='html'>Maybe about a week ago I stopped dead in my tracks and couldn't help but laugh at myself. You know, as an adult we compose ourselves in such predictable and uniform ways that we lose sight of what important and what is not. The reason that I was laughing at myself is because it was pouring down raining and I was "stuck" in my car. I was thinking really hard about how I was going to maneuver around, get out of my car, grab my bags and make it to cover without getting soaking wet. (most people don't put that much though into a wedding!!) Well I decided the time was right to execute my plan and all was going well at first. The one thing that I didn't account for was my shoes, I had flip flops on, you know, being the typical Floridian that I am. I got out of my car, grab my bags (in magnificent time, might I add) and even remembered to lock the door, I began to run and immediately, one of my shoes fly off. Crap. I quickly bend over and pick it up and start running again, and again my shoe flies off. So at this point, all of my planning and what not has gone down the toilet, I am now officially soaked. After my shoe fell off the second time, I had a moment of clarity. I thought what am I running for? (besides the minor issue of lighting striking my black ass!) Almost in a defeatist manor, but not so much, I picked up my shoe and took off my other one and began to laugh and enjoy the rain. The rain that so many kids love to play in. I walked and I took my time and I could not have had a more endearing moment with myself. And even with that, it still took me a few days to come let that event marinate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading a local circular yesterday about a former pro football player who stays in my community and he opened up a summer camp for children. Basically, the same thing happened to the kids, it began to rain while they were outside and they began to run for cover. He just stood there in the middle of the rain (there was no lightning) and told them to come back and continue to have fun. You see? why on earth did I ever let the rain prevent me from doing something? Its simple. Its an excuse. Excuses are the tools of the incompetent. I'm not saying there aren't valid reasons to stay out of the rain, anyone can counter anything that comes out of my mouth, but rain? why on earth did i ever let rain prevent me from enjoying my day? The rain didn't stop me, I stopped me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, lately in this blog I have been ranting about life and my idiosyncrasies but I must say with an element of hope. Basically, I learned from my experience that one can always find ways to make excuses, but search and think as hard as I did when planning on how I was going to avoid the rain on how to enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750948516784222452-6278457289271190007?l=floridaflipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/feeds/6278457289271190007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2750948516784222452&amp;postID=6278457289271190007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/6278457289271190007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/6278457289271190007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/2008/07/singing-in-rain.html' title='Singing in the rain'/><author><name>Serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12853548646979553776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750948516784222452.post-3807689227772034464</id><published>2008-07-27T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T08:53:47.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry for being MIA</title><content type='html'>You know, sometimes I just dont feel like doing anything including expressing my feelings.  So... lets see,its been  a whole month since I wrote on my blog and I will give you a quick update.  Well, I have been on two interviews for the same company.  The first was local and the second they put me up in another town about 200 miles north of where I currently live.  On both interviews, I wore the same outfit. A girls gotta do what a girls gotta do.  I had an alternate one but my friend told me I need to stick to dark colors and since the only suit I have is a light blue and like a beige, guess which "dark" color I had to choose from.  With this potential job, I will have to relocate and typically I would love to move, however, not under these circumstances.  Lets see what else... I have gone to three job fairs and I didnt leave many resumes at all.  Luckily, one of the few companies that I did leave my resume with called me for an interview on this tuesday.  Actually, its in the IT field which is what I want to do right now, so im pretty excited about it, but not getting hopeful about anything.  I have an appt on for a job fair on tuesday, yeah the same day that I have the interview, and again, im looking forward to that as well because its in a really lucrative field.&lt;br /&gt;  Oh yeah, I finally got my deposit check back after four months from the title company.   All I had to do was call the bar on the freakin lawyer. not a big deal right.  Its really a shame what you have got to do to let people know that your serious.  After four months of calling the title company and speaking with rude gate keepers who refused to help and basically told me I was out of luck, I finally decided to call the bar to report the law office.  I kid you not,within a matter of hours the situation was completely resolved.    Shame on people for not doing the right thing with out having thier governing authority in thier business.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously over the past month there has been a lot that has happened, none of which has been too good. you know what?  even though things are bad as I approach my 27th birtday, Im still very hopeful and truely belive things will work out.  Is that delusional? I did call my little sister for her 19th birthday, I have kind of been absent from her life since my father passed.  She looks too much like him and it is just so much for me to handle,by the way, I look just like him to, I just happen to be a perfect mix between him and my grandaddy.  Oh well... cheers to the next time I blog hopefully with some good news.  Oh yeah, I said I would be employed in 30 days from the last post, well, that didnt happen, so onto the next goal, 30 more days :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750948516784222452-3807689227772034464?l=floridaflipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/feeds/3807689227772034464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2750948516784222452&amp;postID=3807689227772034464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/3807689227772034464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/3807689227772034464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/2008/07/sorry-for-being-mia.html' title='Sorry for being MIA'/><author><name>Serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12853548646979553776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750948516784222452.post-6595081434491795961</id><published>2008-06-26T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T14:47:32.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The truth about the truth</title><content type='html'>Ever wonder why you lie when there is no need? well if you do lie but don't wonder, than... um... CHARACTER CHECK TIME!! Seriously, do you lie to yourself? do you think you have the ability or the inability to do something or not? Do you think your better or worse than the next? do you understand your place in life? Why do you care what people say or do if its not going to affect you? I mean seriously, every body has an asshole and an opinion. You know, I used to be hung up on so much shit about myself, and really it was only as serious as I made it. I am quite confident today and maybe I shouldn't be.. Nah, I really should be. Nothing externally though, just like who I am as a person. I know now what I value in others, and I want to exude those qualities myself. I just can appreciate someone saying how they feel, please give me your honest opinion, don't tell me some crazy stuff to make me feel better. That, in my mind, is the equivalent of a drug of some form because people go around all day looking for approval from others to make them feel something and it can either be a lie or not but either way its temporary and dependent. I depend on me. my truth today may not be my truth tomorrow and I'm fine with that because if I were the same me today that i was in 2000 I would be one hot mess. So I welcome change and I welcome a challenge and I will make an effort to display who I really am to people and stop doing a disservice to myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, just wanted to be weird for a moment, i have made some decent contacts for the j-0-B. Will keep you posted. I'm calling it right here, right now, I will be gainfully employed within 30 days. Let the countdown begin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750948516784222452-6595081434491795961?l=floridaflipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/feeds/6595081434491795961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2750948516784222452&amp;postID=6595081434491795961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/6595081434491795961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/6595081434491795961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/2008/06/truth-about-truth.html' title='The truth about the truth'/><author><name>Serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12853548646979553776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750948516784222452.post-8930397794682067276</id><published>2008-06-22T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T06:39:47.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All work and No work</title><content type='html'>So, I have been applying for jobs left and right for over a week now, and lets just say 60 plus applications later, not one single call.  wtf?  Man, I cant believe no one wants me!! Hell, I have some wonderful skills a good personality and all that, but its like I cant even get an interview to display this.  I changed my resume format and I think its more professional, I had the other resume my senior year in college and that was almost four years ago.  Well.... I have been trying my best to make mends with people in my life that I hadnt spoken to in a while.  I called my uncle ellis in houston for fathers day, after calling him an asshole for not calling and checking on me we talked and I told him I was sorry for cutting him off and seemingly changing overnigt.  Oh my gosh, my cuz made some really good food, my man loved it, the only thing that wasnt cool is that I didnt cook the shit! I think I will need a few more rounds of practice, but I got my steak down the way that he likes it sooo thats pretty cool.  Im sure I won brownie points with my neighbor because i gave her some cake that I didnt make and told her I did!! WHY LIE? I have no Idea, she wouldnt have cared but, hell, I guess I like praise, yeah I said it, and yes, even where its not due.  But hey, at least im honest about it, how about you?!!!!  One good thing that I did make was this strawberry salad.  I absolutely love it, its healthy, not much ingredients and its a winner.   I can literally eat it every day and take out a major chunk of calories that I eat during the day.  I think!! I havent checked the caloric count on the dressing and we all know, thats where the fat really is, but its vinegar based... so it should be alright, right?&lt;br /&gt;oh well, till next time.  Hey, if anyone reads this blog and needs a biz anyalyst, underwriter or anything like that, let me know.  &lt;br /&gt;thanks &lt;br /&gt;p.s., look past all of the curse words please!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750948516784222452-8930397794682067276?l=floridaflipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/feeds/8930397794682067276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2750948516784222452&amp;postID=8930397794682067276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/8930397794682067276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/8930397794682067276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/2008/06/all-work-and-no-work.html' title='All work and No work'/><author><name>Serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12853548646979553776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750948516784222452.post-9222085610322614024</id><published>2008-06-13T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T16:37:15.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You are what you say you are.</title><content type='html'>I remember when I was younger, I longed to have a lot of friends. I felt like such a loser. I was awkard and I didnt quite know who I was. So of course its extremely easy to take on the personality of others if you dont have one yourself. I remember in high school, my "best" friend ebony was really popular. I just want to say that I used quotation marks not to take away from ebony and our friendship so much, but this is more of a reflective view from my 26 year old eyes instead of my 16 year old self. Anyhow,people just loved her no matter what she did or did not do, me included. Needless to say, she was a fixture on the homecoming court every year. After high school, Ebony and I pretty much stayed in touch. Like its not like we hang super tight, but im still very aware to this day of whats going on in her life as is she in my life. About 4 years ago, I was playfully having a conversation with my BF, and he kind of asked me about "high school" me. Of course, me being me, even though I hardly went out, didnt go to prom or partake in any senior activities for that matter, I thought I was relatively alright, you know? not cool, but most certainly not a nerd. Well, my boyfriend is a pretty smart guy and he wasnt buying this whole serena's wasn't a nerd in high school thing. Hmmn. I wonder why not? Was it my awkward sense of humor? my goofy smile and disposition? Im, not sure!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To prove him wrong, I called ebony and put her on speaker phone. I asked her to describe me in school. I was kind of shocked, basically she saw me as a nerd. Damn it! Of course I was more embarrassed because my bf was listening in on the whole conversation. It just goes to show, you never know how people view you and more importantly, you shouldnt let it bother you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for college and essentially life. Im actually grateful for the person who I was. Its really good to know that I havent peaked yet. How awful would it be to have peaked in high school? I have seen the aftermath of some of the "cool" kids and it aint so pretty or cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics of me and a few friends. The tall one with the million dollar smile is my best friend. by the way, I feel soooo 8th grade using that term cuz even though I described eboni as my best friend, I dont remember going around saying, "here is my best friend!" But, because precious called me her best friend first, I said what the hell ( now how 8th grade is that?!!!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0sv6WFrMaWk/SFMDjnzpyhI/AAAAAAAAABg/CxD3y2wOLX0/s1600-h/slwandfriendspic1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0sv6WFrMaWk/SFMDjnzpyhI/AAAAAAAAABg/CxD3y2wOLX0/s320/slwandfriendspic1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211513104313731602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mashonda, Me, Precious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0sv6WFrMaWk/SFMDkJH8EpI/AAAAAAAAABo/dAqll7HpRKE/s1600-h/slwandfriendspic2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0sv6WFrMaWk/SFMDkJH8EpI/AAAAAAAAABo/dAqll7HpRKE/s320/slwandfriendspic2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211513113257185938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750948516784222452-9222085610322614024?l=floridaflipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/feeds/9222085610322614024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2750948516784222452&amp;postID=9222085610322614024' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/9222085610322614024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/9222085610322614024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/2008/06/you-are-what-you-say-you-are.html' title='You are what you say you are.'/><author><name>Serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12853548646979553776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0sv6WFrMaWk/SFMDjnzpyhI/AAAAAAAAABg/CxD3y2wOLX0/s72-c/slwandfriendspic1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750948516784222452.post-1705899604247561905</id><published>2008-06-12T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T21:38:32.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im baack!!</title><content type='html'>Well, I guess its a good thing I named my blog Florida Flipper because I am flipping fucking careers right now.  The real estate isnt working for me right now.  so im exploring other options.  In the mean while, I have got to eat.... so I have to get a J-O-B.  A lot has happended since the last time I updated this blog.  Unfortunately, my cousins husband committed suicide.  Its like, how do you wrap your head around that?  Hell, I feel as if my back is up against the wall all the time as of lately and you know, basically things could be better.  Why?  What was he feeling in his heart and in his mind when he knew he was looking at his children and wife for the last time?  I dont know.  dont want to go to deep but.  Oddly enough, his funeral was held the same day that my dad passed away three years earlier.  Tough times. On the positive note I am reconnecting with some family members and it really is a nice feeling.  Im so over being that perfect person who doesnt need any help.  Help my ass. please.  I really dont know where that came from, but essentially I am pretty happy that I am able to accept for the most part who I am.  I have got some real vain shit that I need to work on, cause at the end of the day... Its just not that deep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750948516784222452-1705899604247561905?l=floridaflipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/feeds/1705899604247561905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2750948516784222452&amp;postID=1705899604247561905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/1705899604247561905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/1705899604247561905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-baack.html' title='Im baack!!'/><author><name>Serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12853548646979553776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750948516784222452.post-206752264687429334</id><published>2008-05-10T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T04:23:55.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick  :-(</title><content type='html'>Its been a while since I have even looked at a computer because I have been sick with an ear infection.  What grown adult gets ear infections? give me a break.  Not only that, this is the second infection I have had this year. I know there is something wrong, I am scared to find out what and plus I have no insurance, so my doctors visit is $150 a pop. Great. Wonderful. I am now feeling much better but I must I am not a mother so.... I have never felt any freaking pain like that in my life!!!!  Im talking about bring you down to your knees and crying like a two year old baby pain.  It was ridiculous.  Its almost the one year anniversary of the death of one of my best friends, my grandfather.  So I will be celebrating his memory in some way, Im not sure how but I will. First I lost my father and then I lost him and I really and truley feel as if I have lost a part of me.  I havent been right since my dad was taken from me.  When your young, you dont realize that your parents really love you and want the best for you, there is no law that says they must love you or care about you, they must care for your well being and their truley is a difference.   On the weekend of this forth coming mothers day, Tell your loved ones how much you care, release grudges and celebrate life.  (sorry for the sentimental moment, it happens sometimes)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750948516784222452-206752264687429334?l=floridaflipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/feeds/206752264687429334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2750948516784222452&amp;postID=206752264687429334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/206752264687429334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/206752264687429334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/2008/05/sick.html' title='Sick  :-('/><author><name>Serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12853548646979553776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750948516784222452.post-8893478958083010963</id><published>2008-04-29T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T14:47:45.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell is now frozen</title><content type='html'>The retail deal that I have been working on forever has closed.  In the last post I pretty much thought it wasnt going to happen but it did.  I woke up on friday morning and called the seller at 6:59am, ok not the best time to call a client but whatever.  He finally decided that he would allow me to speak with his wife and after alot of going back and forth he finally "found" her address. (yeah rite,like he didntknow where she stayed).  So between playing doctor phil and a looney pshychiatrist, I finally got all the signatures that I needed in order to get the house sold.  more importantly, I can pay a few bills now.  on to the next.  &lt;br /&gt;Deal number 1 is basically dead, I sent over my weasel out letter due to financing and talked to the realtor and he wanted to know if the bank could make any consessions.  At this point, I honestly dont know, im kinda mentally out of it but I need to call around and get some suggestions from a few wholesalers that know what they are doing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750948516784222452-8893478958083010963?l=floridaflipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/feeds/8893478958083010963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2750948516784222452&amp;postID=8893478958083010963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/8893478958083010963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/8893478958083010963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/2008/04/hell-is-now-frozen.html' title='Hell is now frozen'/><author><name>Serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12853548646979553776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750948516784222452.post-2533407531946990522</id><published>2008-04-25T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T04:57:04.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From bad to Worse</title><content type='html'>Ok, so..huhhhhh.  Well, the closing that was supposed to take place yesterday. The seller decided at the last moment that he didnt want his wife to sign the deed.  He'd rather give the house back to the bank than to give his wife any thing.  UNFUCKING believable.   Ok so forget about him, what about the buyer who now has no home and has two children.  And the buyer had the nerve to ask her what is wrong.  are you kidding me. you just fucking decided that you dont want your wife to sign the deed for no good reason at least as far as i can see.  so my 6600 pay day isnt happening.  definately dont count your chickens before they hatch because things like this always seem to happen.  I seriously feel hopeless and im going to be broke very shortly so as I write this tears are welling up in my eyes because I have been working on this deal for two months at least. Im not trying to be selfish about it but this is how i make my living and now im not making anything. oh my gosh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750948516784222452-2533407531946990522?l=floridaflipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/feeds/2533407531946990522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2750948516784222452&amp;postID=2533407531946990522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/2533407531946990522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/2533407531946990522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/2008/04/from-bad-to-worse.html' title='From bad to Worse'/><author><name>Serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12853548646979553776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750948516784222452.post-824190399901051162</id><published>2008-04-23T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T17:16:03.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>seriously down and out</title><content type='html'>Im in terrible spirits right now, my bank account is dwendling, im considering getting a car that i know i cant afford, but i dont know.  No leads in the real estate what so ever but I did get a call from someone that I emailed yesterday and they may be able to help me move my property so that would be nice.  Finally, the clear to close came for my retail sale that I had been working on so that will be a nice pay day and a long time coming.  My mood is low right now, but I still decided to write because its theraputic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750948516784222452-824190399901051162?l=floridaflipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/feeds/824190399901051162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2750948516784222452&amp;postID=824190399901051162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/824190399901051162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/824190399901051162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/2008/04/seriously-down-and-out.html' title='seriously down and out'/><author><name>Serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12853548646979553776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750948516784222452.post-8714100719755578599</id><published>2008-04-16T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T20:15:36.254-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rental'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real estate investment'/><title type='text'>Lord of the Land (yeah right)</title><content type='html'>I have been away from my blog for a little while,kind of on purpose and kind of not. Sounds crazy? well, it is and so am I.  This biz can do that you.  I have this one house that i have the renter from hell in and I have developed plenty of new gray hairs dealing with this particular renter.  She is on section 8 and she pays very little out of pocket.  She has four kids, I put her in my new freaking home, only for her unruly childern to tear the stuff up.  She called several times complaining about the plumbing, each time I would send the plumber out there he would never find anything wrong. So I thought everything was ok until I went to collect rent and she tells me she isnt paying me anything because the plumbing dosent work. that was TWO MONTHS AGO.  I know, I know... I should have evicted her a long time ago, I just totally realize that I am not the land lord type and i really dont even know what i mean when i say that.  Oh yeah, im still holding on to the good faith deposit for the property that i have under contract for the 44k ,but I have been keeping in contact with the realtor.  This thing is going to expire on my ass and im gonna be looking crazy.  I went to a local real estate meeting tonight and I learned some neat things, I always try to learn something from every experience.  I made contact with a few more wholesalers and possibly some buyers. I pitched my property and of course because Im scared shitless of crowds, I really didnt want to even pitch, but all i kept thinking about is I dont want this to be a $4000.00 missed opportunity because I was scared to talk.  I havent made anymore offers on any properties yet, but I didnt plan on making offers as of this moment until i can exhaust the one that im working on.  Right now, its easier to for me to just focus on whats at hand even though i know thats a terribe strategy.  I will get better though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750948516784222452-8714100719755578599?l=floridaflipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/feeds/8714100719755578599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2750948516784222452&amp;postID=8714100719755578599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/8714100719755578599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/8714100719755578599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/2008/04/lord-of-land-yeah-right.html' title='Lord of the Land (yeah right)'/><author><name>Serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12853548646979553776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750948516784222452.post-6956826092485874954</id><published>2008-04-09T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T17:21:18.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In it to win it</title><content type='html'>Today started out very intersting to say the least.  so much happened with my car that its way too much to write about.  I did take a huge step and I actually went and got the deposit money for the property I have been marketing.  I am soo scared because I dont want to lose my money and I also dont want to lose credibility with the agent so its like im in a really wierd spot.  I didnt physically give him the deposit yet so its still in my possesion but I will give it to him tomorrow. I better sell this house.  I have been calling possible buyers all day and sending them the property so hopefully I can get rid of it.  I have been marketing the hell out of this property and surprisingly Im not getting anything from craigslist.  Does that mean im the only one that thinks its a good deal???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750948516784222452-6956826092485874954?l=floridaflipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/feeds/6956826092485874954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2750948516784222452&amp;postID=6956826092485874954' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/6956826092485874954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/6956826092485874954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/2008/04/in-it-to-win-it.html' title='In it to win it'/><author><name>Serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12853548646979553776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750948516784222452.post-1300521414151399742</id><published>2008-04-07T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T17:01:31.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to market</title><content type='html'>Ok, so i didnt make any offers this week because I have been trying to focus on the one offer that I have in my hand. I met with the realtor today to get the paper work so it can be signed by the buyer. If i can sell it i will be netting 4k, but in order to sell the property im working with other wholesalers so that will have to be split in half. I know in the average world 2k is a lot of money but in this arena, its really not. so, im gonna have to really build up my buyers list and get better deals. at minimum i want to make 5k per deal and do 6 deals a month, so 30k per month is ideal for me. I believe it can be done with a lot of hard work, door knocking, and networking. my retail deal hasnt closed yet because the mortgage broker must be independently wealthy or really is a fucktard. i dont know what to say about that guy but he is fucking kicking tires. I have never had a seller and a buyer so on the same page before. she wants in the house as bad as he wants out of the house and the mortgage broker consistently dosent return phone calls, does not do as he promises and its just so frustrating. plus i would really love a 6k pay day. I actually spoke with a guy who did some work for me on a few houses and i casually asked him did he know any one that was looking for an investment property and I told him it was 48k, and he said he was! he went and looked at it today and his father in law is supposed to look at it on saturday, so maybe I have found a buyer and that would be tooo cool. I lost my ac adaptor for my laptop. i think i left it at panera bread so im really upset about that because another one is gonna cost like 90.00, i hope someone turns it in like i would have. shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any how is a pic of what i will call house 1 (my first reo) hopefully i can flip this shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186656299396163538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0sv6WFrMaWk/R_q0bJmM59I/AAAAAAAAAAg/WcZrLP4R0Bo/s320/mulberry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.f522.mail.yahoo.com/ym/ShowLetter?box=Sent&amp;amp;MsgId=4705_25110533_460614_658_40612_0_8950_54266_3763543004&amp;amp;bodyPart=2&amp;amp;tnef=&amp;amp;YY=11356&amp;amp;y5beta=yes&amp;amp;y5beta=yes&amp;amp;order=down&amp;amp;sort=date&amp;amp;pos=0&amp;amp;view=a&amp;amp;head=b&amp;amp;VScan=1&amp;amp;Idx=8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, i called a bunch of landlords from the for rent signs and like only two out a hundred picked up thier phone.  wonderful right.  i did speak with two wholesalers in the area so i will add them to my list and maybe we can help each other.  I went to this foreclosure daily meeting on sunday morning in hopes of finding some buyers.  I tried to make contact with everyone and followed up with an email, I only recieved one email back :-(  Totally building a thick skin for this biz.  besides the fact that the people ignored me in the meeting (this one guy gave i guess people who he thought were "doing things" his cards and he didnt give me one.) nice.    Tonight Im gonna make at least 5 offers. dont know how the day will go tomorrow because I have to turn a rental car back in, get mine towed and pray that it can be fixed because my credit is in the crapper and i cant afford a new car.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750948516784222452-1300521414151399742?l=floridaflipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/feeds/1300521414151399742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2750948516784222452&amp;postID=1300521414151399742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/1300521414151399742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/1300521414151399742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/2008/04/time-to-market.html' title='Time to market'/><author><name>Serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12853548646979553776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0sv6WFrMaWk/R_q0bJmM59I/AAAAAAAAAAg/WcZrLP4R0Bo/s72-c/mulberry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750948516784222452.post-7007512771165586305</id><published>2008-04-03T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T17:11:05.386-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='offer accepted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MLX'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shitty car'/><title type='text'>Offer accepted</title><content type='html'>Ok so, somehow i thought there would be more fanfare in my world that I just came to an agreement with the bank to accept the property at 44k.  First because I thought I was outbid by another bidder, but apparently I came in the highest and so now that scares me.  so typical of me to start being afraid now.  I posted it on craigslist for 48k and i thinks its a great deal so hopefully i will get some new buyers to add to my list.  Tonight Im gonna put some bandit signs in the area and also the area that I have been working the past week.  I went to the courthouse and got some more leads, now i need to compile them and actually do something with them.  so far, i recieved one call from my bandit signs but definatley nothing to go running home about.  oh yeah, just to show how festive times are for me right now, as i write this blog, i am supposed to be preparing 4 clients taxes ( oh yeah, i do taxes :-) ) but some one thought it would be a nice idea to hit the front of my car..... and leave.  yep, somebody hit my car severe enough that the front part of the car is now hanging.  so i am stranded and not very happy about it.  Im really stressed over this situation of mine but i will save the complaining for the birds and totally focus like I promised myself.  I really need to be able to get a better grasp of myself and work in a more uniformed manner but maybe its not in my nature.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750948516784222452-7007512771165586305?l=floridaflipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/feeds/7007512771165586305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2750948516784222452&amp;postID=7007512771165586305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/7007512771165586305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/7007512771165586305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/2008/04/offer-accepted.html' title='Offer accepted'/><author><name>Serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12853548646979553776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750948516784222452.post-2968240497441228116</id><published>2008-04-01T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T20:23:31.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beware of dogs</title><content type='html'>ok, so today, i started marketing and tonight im putting bandit signs out.  i was scared to pass out my flyers  a bit, but im not really sure why.  I heard somewhere that whenever you are afraid of something you need to look inside of yourself and find out why.  whats the worst thing that could happen, um... hmm... i dont know, trespassing?  been there, done that!  way too long of a story to go into but i just got a warning for passing out flyers in an apartment complex, that frankly, somebody should have paid me to go into because i was scared shitless of the people that lived there. whatever.  any how yeah back to what i was saying, whats the worst that could happen?  well today i did get bit by a little dog, so needless to say i wasnt too happy but this is all apart of it right?  I surely hope so.   I spent a lot of today reading and trying to get organized which apparently for me, isnt going to happen so i guess it is what it is when it comes to that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750948516784222452-2968240497441228116?l=floridaflipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/feeds/2968240497441228116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2750948516784222452&amp;postID=2968240497441228116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/2968240497441228116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/2968240497441228116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/2008/04/beware-of-dogs.html' title='Beware of dogs'/><author><name>Serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12853548646979553776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750948516784222452.post-4667131989530400900</id><published>2008-03-31T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T19:13:53.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend update</title><content type='html'>this weekend i put in four offers on property. my friend from jacksonville came down to celebrate her birthday and i hung out with her for a while. I also seen a few friends that i havent seen in like a year because I have been trying to find my way to be a sucess in business and I kind of like have been under a rock. any how, a year doesnt seem like a long time but it really is. one of my friends was heavily into real estate also and she lost her ass in it and its like, her standards for dreaming a living were busted also. I look at her and im like can she really be happy? i dont think so, but people are absolutely amazing at coping with thier current situations. best of luck to her. any how, i got a call from a friend who sent someone out to look at the property im trying to get under contract and he told her that he knows this particular house and it has a couple of issues. im going to try to spend this to my benefit to see if i can get the house cheaper. The bank countered my offer of 43k at 45k, so were really close, but now, i need to get this property at like 6 or 7 k lower. we shall see.&lt;br /&gt; update: the realtor called me back on a property i was bidding on and asked me for my highest and best because he got other offers in.  crap.  should i have just stuck with the 45k?  now im second guessing my self.  I really need to step up my marketing.   I just made some flyers and im gonna go to kinkos and get a bunch printed.  I have to admit, the air is being blown out of me with the let downs but I  refuse to give up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750948516784222452-4667131989530400900?l=floridaflipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/feeds/4667131989530400900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2750948516784222452&amp;postID=4667131989530400900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/4667131989530400900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/4667131989530400900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/2008/03/weekend-update.html' title='weekend update'/><author><name>Serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12853548646979553776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750948516784222452.post-3131514341470344811</id><published>2008-03-28T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T19:00:56.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WALLY WORLD</title><content type='html'>Do NOT buy a camera from wal-mart.  they only give you 30 days to return the darn thing.  ok thats fine, how often  do cameras break within 30 days? yeah i know.   Im still waiting on the realtor to get back with me for an offer i put in.  I started working 4 of the 5 shortsales that I have so.  Basically im in gear and Im ready to make some money.  I have a retail closing on april 5th and it should net me 6k so... im praying everything goes well&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750948516784222452-3131514341470344811?l=floridaflipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/feeds/3131514341470344811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2750948516784222452&amp;postID=3131514341470344811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/3131514341470344811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/3131514341470344811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/2008/03/wally-world.html' title='WALLY WORLD'/><author><name>Serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12853548646979553776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750948516784222452.post-6615745208071179255</id><published>2008-03-27T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T12:47:11.089-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i'/><title type='text'>Not giving up</title><content type='html'>Ok so I said that Im gonna get busy and I have. I made like five offers and I had counters on two.  One I had to have cash so that was out and the others I never even heard back from. (sucks rite?) any how i actually met up with a local wholesaler who is female like me. (how great is that?) She is super awesome and has helped me tremendously.  We went to an rei meeting last nite and it was pretty cool with the exception of a couple of wierdos asking questions that would benefit not one single person there.  Im in the process of seeing if my counter will be accepted so.... NERVES are going CRAZY!  and get this, today i met this guy who has five houses that i can do short sales on so let the hard work begin.  Trust me i welcome it and hopefully I will be compensated nicely for my efforts!!!  Oh yeah Im supposed to have a regular seller buyer transaction closing on april the 4th and that will get me 6k, but the mortage broker sucks ass so hopefully he dosent screw this up.  I will be pissseeeeddd!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750948516784222452-6615745208071179255?l=floridaflipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/feeds/6615745208071179255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2750948516784222452&amp;postID=6615745208071179255' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/6615745208071179255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/6615745208071179255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/2008/03/not-giving-up.html' title='Not giving up'/><author><name>Serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12853548646979553776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750948516784222452.post-1347836933494912850</id><published>2008-03-23T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T12:00:12.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>on the grind</title><content type='html'>my buddy cecil called me earlier this easter sunday morning to remind me that we have a early start tomorrow.  im going to go check out the tax deed sale to see what its all about and get some people added to my buyers list.  I sent out six offers so far, I have like five more today to send out so....  I  also plan on attending the wealth builders meeting to see whats new in the industry.  wish me luck!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750948516784222452-1347836933494912850?l=floridaflipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/feeds/1347836933494912850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2750948516784222452&amp;postID=1347836933494912850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/1347836933494912850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/1347836933494912850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/2008/03/on-grind.html' title='on the grind'/><author><name>Serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12853548646979553776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750948516784222452.post-4204211610683203299</id><published>2008-03-22T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T17:43:10.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet my right hand man.</title><content type='html'>Cecil is a drunk. to be frank. He is also my right hand man. He works really hard for me. Besides the fact that he is an alcoholic and homeless, he is very, very knowledgeable. He speaks the truth and I like him. I just thought i would share his photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0sv6WFrMaWk/R-WnbZmM58I/AAAAAAAAAAY/nzsNUvLCgFA/s1600-h/cecil.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180731035529045954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0sv6WFrMaWk/R-WnbZmM58I/AAAAAAAAAAY/nzsNUvLCgFA/s320/cecil.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750948516784222452-4204211610683203299?l=floridaflipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/feeds/4204211610683203299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2750948516784222452&amp;postID=4204211610683203299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/4204211610683203299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/4204211610683203299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/2008/03/meet-my-right-hand-man.html' title='Meet my right hand man.'/><author><name>Serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12853548646979553776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0sv6WFrMaWk/R-WnbZmM58I/AAAAAAAAAAY/nzsNUvLCgFA/s72-c/cecil.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750948516784222452.post-8383650933647231001</id><published>2008-03-22T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T14:54:20.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>allow me to introduce myself</title><content type='html'>My name is Serena.  I have spent a lot of time on others blogs and decided today that im going to create my own.  I am a serial entreprenuer, I havent made it at any thing or i guess the correct term would be I have failed at everything that I have tried.  It is the first quater of the year and I have decided to start wholesaling houses.  wish me luck!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750948516784222452-8383650933647231001?l=floridaflipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/feeds/8383650933647231001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2750948516784222452&amp;postID=8383650933647231001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/8383650933647231001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750948516784222452/posts/default/8383650933647231001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floridaflipper.blogspot.com/2008/03/allow-me-to-introduce-myself.html' title='allow me to introduce myself'/><author><name>Serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12853548646979553776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
